Browsing: Poetry

There was a day in mid-Spring, so lovely, With everything now growing once again. I told her, we must go…

In these dreams, the breeze smells like spring, bridesmaids wear yellow, she kisses me gentle and pink. In these mornings,…

One day I flew away And what did I see? Lamp posts plastered with election manifestos Crisping at the edges…

In shadows deep where doubts reside We feel the ache, we think with pride A dance of light and dark…

We are travelers on one spinning shore, Carved from clay by the same unseen hand. No crown was placed on…

Oh, dinky Mapwing butterfly, Fluttering through the black thorn rose bushes, Your wings tattered and frayed. How beautifully browned dried…

I remember the days When I was young and full of life, Looking forward to early mornings. I used to…

Nip her dreams in the bud, she will strengthen her roots and blossom into a mighty tree. Rip her heart…

We are each a miracle An organic vessel Sixty percent water A lump of protoplasm of various construction Formed into…

Proud thou not and think a dearest friend Plot not the graph of arrogance Nor study the Atlas of dishonesty …